Tales of a high school misfit: "Growing up I was totally uncool. But I didn't care. In fact, I wanted to be on the outside. I dressed like a freak and was into punk rock. With every gesture, I advertised that I did not belong."
Kitty pity: "My cat died last year, and I haven't had the heart to replace him. He'd been with me since day one."
Monkey business: "In the fourth grade, I had a brownish-red jacket with a hood. It made me look like Curious George, which earned me the nickname "Monkey."
No fear: "In the past, I've looked back on things I've done and thought, 'A smart man would have been afraid to try that.' I have an unhealthy lack of fear."
This interview is taken from the WB
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